Master is so delicate

1 stack of love letters

"Are you really planning to take this job?" In the Zifu hall, Yue Qingse watched Yu Zhi push the handover to Ji Qingheng.Can't help sighing, said: "You don't have much time, don't you want to go see Bai Xiaoyu first?"

These words pierced Yu Zhi's heart. He paced back and forth in front of the desk, thought for a while, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"This..." Yue Qianse stepped forward, "Why did you leave without saying hello?"

Ji Qingheng, who was behind him, was stunned. Just as Yue Qianse was about to go up to chase someone, he suddenly thought of him, "Oh, by the way, Master Ji, your family Lian Zhenjun is going to do something big now. Your family's head teacher may You have to retreat for a while, now you are the only one left in the house who can take charge, so you have to take good care of the house!"

Send Qingheng, "I..."

Before the words were spoken, the person in front of him had disappeared.

Ji Qingheng looked at the large pile of files to be sorted out before the case, and suddenly felt a headache.

And just in Changzhou, outside the furnace of heaven and earth, at the foot of the mountain of knives and fire, Yu Zhi appeared from the boundary, looking at the extreme heresy of the storm and snow.

Taking a step forward, touching the barrier with his hand, his undefended fingertips felt as if they were being scorched, and he subconsciously stopped.

When he sent his apprentice here, he used the power of his soul to show off his power, so naturally he didn't take this law heresy seriously.But now, in order to eliminate the calamity, he should not act rashly.It might be the safest for Bai Jin to stay here.

However, suffering is inevitable.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhi couldn't hold back a burst of angina, and beat his chest and stamped his feet outside the wall of sword and fire.

Yue Qingse just chased here, and saw this friend acting stupid by flaunting Shan Lianzhenjun's indifferent and arrogant face of the law enforcement elder.It's a bit unbearable to watch.

Yu Zhi was the first to see him, and immediately returned to his inscrutable face, with his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth.

Yue Qingse sneered, "Don't pretend to be in front of me. I don't believe that this is just a step in the door. Can you restrain yourself from going in and taking a look?"

Yu Zhi glared at him, found a big rock, and sat down neatly.

Yue light color wondered: "What are you doing? Is it possible that you plan to hang on because you don't want to see someone?"

Yu Zhi ignored him, and took out a large stack of letterheads from his sleeve, and began to arrange the dates one by one.

Yue Qingse stepped forward, "What is this? The first letter...to me, Tu Xiaoyu...the second letter, from my beloved disciple. The third letter...my dear student. The fourth letter, to Xiaoyu bedtime story... oh, you really are..."

Yue Qianse couldn't explain it in a word: "The envelope is full of nasty feelings, I really don't know what you wrote inside?"

Yu Zhi wrapped the letter in a handkerchief, tied it in a knot, hugged him upstairs, and said to him with his eyes: "Anyway, it's not for you to read."

Yue Qingse stretched out her hand, "Didn't you show it to me, or did you want me to deliver the letter to someone else?"

Yu Zhi hugged him again, his eyes warned Yue Qingse: You are not allowed to peek!

Yue lightly sneered, "Am I such a boring person?"

Yu Zhi: Yes.

Yue smiled lightly, shamelessly said: "Okay, I am."

Yu Zhi frowned.

Yue Qing raised her eyebrows, "If you don't believe me, you will lose the messenger."

Yu Zhi hesitated for a while, and finally handed him the stack of letters solemnly.

Yue Qingse took it unceremoniously, and sighed: "You really are, where did you get the time to write these?"

Yu Zhixin said: How could I tell you that I wrote these secretly behind my brother's back when I was in retreat six years ago?

Yue Light Color received the letter in her arms to prevent it from being corroded by the outside world.He patted Yu Zhi on the shoulder, looked at his reluctant virtue, and said, "Don't worry, the world depends entirely on you."

Unable to speak, Yu Zhi could only stare at him resentfully, and finally looked at Shilu Mountain, and reluctantly walked away.

Yue Qingyan watched him disappear, and the smile on his face gradually turned into a sigh, "After so much, I'm afraid you have surpassed the love between men and women for him. Junhuang, Junhuang, this time you choose the path you want to take, and the road will block you." And long, but with your current disposition, Xiao Taohua only hopes that the same mistakes will not happen again, and the tragedy will not happen again."

Time is like a song, like countless pieces of peach blossom petals, expressing the sighs of the confidant, pouring out the regrets that the tragedies have not had time to make up, and the old friends, the pink shirts are as old...

Tiandilu, in Shilu Mountain, a young man stands holding an umbrella, his hair is like snow, his brows are frosty, his eyes are dull and desireless, but he is always looking at a direction that makes him miss, "Master..."

After everything was settled, Yu Zhi headed directly towards the devil's capital.What I saw on the road was that evil spirits were raging, and people were devastated, especially those ordinary people who were unarmed and mortal, and could only wait for death.

Even if the disciples of the immortal sect rescued them everywhere, there were endless disasters, and it was difficult for the immortals to protect themselves, and it was even more difficult to survive.

Although Yu Zhi rescued many people, he could only temporarily place them in one place and apply a barrier to prevent evil spirits from coming.

But mortals are no better than immortal bodies after all, without food and water, life is hard to sustain, so Yu Zhi had to pass a letter to the ostentatious Ji Qingheng, asking him to send someone over.While rushing to the magic capital.

His body is no better than before, although it was not much better before, but now with the complete concentration of his soul, Han Suzhi's fairy body has gradually become unbearable, if he hadn't forcibly protected him with the power of destroying the soul, he might have already collapsed , to ashes.

In order to save more time for himself, he needs to reduce his reliance on the power of the soul, so Yu Zhi had to force himself to live a hard life of thrift.

Relying on physical strength to kill evil and save people all the way, when they reached the top of the Canglan, more than ten days had passed.

However, as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we saw an astonishing scene.

The ground is bloody, and the corpses of Taoists are everywhere.With a holy and bewitching face, the sinister man in black said to a mortal in a persuasive tone: "Kill him, just like what he just said to you, use his blood to pour water Quench the wrath of God."

A mortal holds a monk's sword in his hand, with a fierce look on his face, and it is a sword to the monk who is kneeling and begging for mercy.

The monk was regarded as dead, and the mortal immediately looked at the man with joyful excitement.

The man glanced at him approvingly, "You are such a good boy, I believe God of Forgiveness will love your blood."

As the words fell, the sword in the mortal's hand was suddenly raised high, stabbing towards his heart.

Yu Zhifang saw this scene when he came, and the sword in the mortal's hand snapped with the movement of his fingertips.

"Huh?" The man looked up at Yu Zhi, with a smile in his eyes, "I thought who it was, it turned out to be you, Taoist priest! Long time no see."

Yu Zhi stepped out slowly and looked at him: Santu.

Santu raised his eyebrows, "I haven't seen you for many years, the Taoist priest is as cold as ice as always!"

Yu Zhi glanced at the confused mortal beside him.

Santu said with a smile: "He is a good boy, but the humble blood of mortals is still inferior to the noble gods. By the way, Taoist priest, where is your apprentice? I remember, he is a god."

Yu Zhi's eyebrows frowned, and he raised his finger to strike the foot of the mountain with sharp sword aura. If there were no mortals by his side, this warning would definitely be thrown in the opponent's face.

He will never let anyone who dares to hit his apprentice's mind.

Santu said with a smile: "Don't be angry, Daoist, we had a good time getting along last time, why didn't you even say a word to me this time?"

Yu Zhi looked at him coldly, thinking that even those who bullied his apprentice wanted him to talk to him, it was wishful thinking!

But Santu didn't mind his cold stare, and still said warmly and warmly: "Since the Taoist priest doesn't bother to talk to me, then there is one person, Taoist priest, you will definitely want to see him. After all, you cultivators have already dedicated their lives to me. Sincerity is shown. Unfortunately, I don’t think sincerity is enough. If you don’t believe me, look, how can God forgive the dirty blood that is covered with corpses all over the ground?”

Yu Zhi's eyes froze, all he knew was that the tragic scene in front of him made him angry, and the words of the evil man were frantic. There was no sword in his hand, but the blade of punishment was already condensed in his palm.

Seeing this, Santu didn't rush, "Eliminate the evil and do all the work, the Taoist priest should know that killing me alone will not change anything. Why don't you recommend me, let the Taoist priest meet Shushen, or the world's crisis can be resolved."

Yu Zhi pondered, the world is in crisis, and the source of the misfortune to the common people is the extinction of Wanzong, and the god of forgiveness that appeared in the mouth of Santu since the beginning should be the extinction of Wanzong.

Just listening to the meaning in Santu's words, it seems that there is an allusion, and it is also related to what Shi Yu mentioned.

With doubts in his heart, the killer move in the palm of his hand gradually disappeared, and he wanted to find out, but he couldn't speak, so Yu Zhi could only raise his hand to please.

Seeing this, Santu was flattered and said: "I really dare not take it."

Yu Zhi didn't look at him, he stepped forward, and looked up at the summit of the sea of ​​waves that was going straight to the sky.

Santu thoughtfully said: "This trip is very dangerous. The Taoist priest doesn't have a sword now, so what should I do? How about..."

Before he could propose a car ride, Yu Zhi turned into light and disappeared from the spot.

The smile on Santu's face froze for a moment, then gradually deepened, and a dark cloud gathered under his feet, taking him away in an instant.

Seeing this, the mortal who was originally confused kowtowed and kowtowed, "It's a god, the god-man has manifested! The god-man has manifested!"

As soon as Yu Zhifu settled down on the top of the Canglan, there was a wave of enchantment under his feet, reminding the trapped people that someone was visiting this place.

At the same time, the scene changed, and red snow fell, covering the ground.Yu Zhi seemed to be in a sea of ​​corpses and blood in an instant.

And a person is dragging four chains, trapped in the middle of this space.

Wan Zong Di Mie didn't look back, he just noticed that someone entered the country, he seemed unhappy and said: "Those fools have done something disgusting again, as I said, the blood of the non-protoss will not quench my anger. But they always come to annoy me like this, I really should kill them all."

The author has something to say: What will I write next?There are two pitfalls, Xianxia Gudan's: a well-known, tacit brotherhood (abduction of the villain) road crazy foodies, personable, super-blooded girl senior brother × cold outside and hot inside, abstinence, sensual and fine division brother.The story of fighting monsters and bringing children.

There is also a love story through a book, in which the author transmigrates into a heavy-duty book written by himself, and becomes the vicious stepmother of the villain hero. The name is undecided, but it can be called (the empress sets a flag for herself every day) (did the mother die today?) (Ghost-animal-style education villain) This is the article, heavy taste, be cautious, the male protagonist is sick and delicate, has a black belly, and can act.The heroine can't be OOC and can only die every day, and finally played the hero as a patient with Stockholm syndrome...

They are all connected, even across channels (crying and laughing), so the next plot will involve my next character